He broke his vows for her, and a tycoon descended to earth for love.

Leng Xiyu is a night owl, usually only becoming active around midnight. Lately, his little devil has been back, so his nightlife has decreased by more than half. However, today his mother invited the little devil to the mountains to pray, so he was reborn. The moment those two left, he went out to hunt for women.

There were many pretty girls in the bar at that time. As soon as they saw Young Master Leng arrive, they all automatically surrounded him. He had just told a slightly risqué joke that made several girls laugh uproariously when Jiang Yan walked into the bar with a sullen face.

Upon closer inspection, his face still appeared to be covered in wounds. He raised an eyebrow slightly, knowing that something had happened to the Jiang family these past two days, and that the rest of them had naturally visited. But why was he here today?

Leng Xiyu released the beautiful woman in his arms and walked over. "Yan Hui, what brings you here?"

Jiang Yan ignored him, found a sofa to sit on, and asked the bartender to bring two bottles of wine.

Leng Xiyu knew he was in a bad mood lately. He usually loved to argue with him, but today he was surprisingly restrained. He sat down next to Jiang Yanhui and asked again, "What's wrong with you today? Why are you drinking alone here? Have you resolved things at home?"

Jiang Yan didn't answer, but unscrewed the bottle cap, poured half a glass of wine, and drank it down her throat.

Leng Xiyu said, "You think this is just plain water? Drink it slowly! Yan Hui, what happened to the injury on your face?"

Jiang Yan didn't say anything, but poured herself another half glass of wine.

When had Leng Xiyu ever seen Jiang Yan Hui like this? His face was filled with barely concealed frustration. The once dashing and charming young man, who always shone wherever he went, was now looking so absent-minded. He understood to some extent that it was related to Ye Siyi. With such a major incident involving the Jiang family, they naturally knew some of the inside story. Thinking about it now, it was truly a cruel twist of fate. Initially, he hadn't been optimistic about Yan Hui and Ye Siyi, but how rare it was to see Yan Hui actually fall for a woman? He just hadn't expected that even if he did, things would turn out like this.

Seeing that Jiang Yan had been drinking silently, Leng Xiyu had no choice but to sit down and pour himself a glass as well. Jiang Yan didn't say anything, so Leng Xiyu slowly drank with him. When his head started to feel slightly high and his eyes were burning, Leng Xiyu swirled his glass and said, "Yu, I now think that what you said before was right. There are some things you really shouldn't touch."

Of the four of them, it was Leng Xiyu and Zhuo Qing who first got involved. At that time, they were all bystanders, but none of them were as clear-headed as he was as the person directly involved. Jiang Yan now thinks back to what Leng Xiyu said back then: "Feelings are the most deadly poison. Don't touch them unless you have to, otherwise you'll be heartbroken and in unbearable pain, and only you will know the truth."

Leng Xiyu didn't react for a moment, and frowned, "What did I say that was right?"

Xi said casually, "It's nothing." Jiang Yan didn't bother to bring it up again, took another sip of wine, her slender fingers lightly tapping the side of the glass, her voice deep and unreadable, "Any news these past few days?"

Leng Xiyu knew he was asking about Guan Fengru. After the Jiang family's incident, they had all helped look for her, but so far there had been no news.

He shook his head. "I'm also puzzled. City A is only so big. Where do you think an unarmed woman could hide? We've checked her immigration records and confirmed that she didn't leave the country, but we just can't find her. It's like she's vanished into thin air."

Jiang Yanhui gently fiddled with the blanket again, remaining silent. The two of them sat there and drank quite a bit in one go. Jiang Yanhui actually had a good alcohol tolerance, but today he was in a bad mood, had ordered the strongest liquor, and was drinking alone, making him more prone to getting drunk. After two bottles, he was already swaying slightly, his vision becoming blurry.

Leng Xiyu had drunk less than him, and seeing that he was getting dazed, he was about to tell him to go back first when a girl in a low-cut t-shirt walked over gracefully and leaned against him seductively. "Young Master Leng, why don't you come to see me anymore..." Her heavily made-up eyes darted around and glanced at Jiang Yanhui's face. When she saw his true face, her eyes lit up and her voice became much sweeter, "Oh, isn't this Young Master Yanhui? Young Master Leng, aren't you going to introduce me?"

Leng Xiyu knew perfectly well what these women were up to.

Young Master Yan, a renowned figure in City A and the most valuable eligible bachelor, has always been generous with women. In the past, he never shortchanged any woman he'd slept with, even if it was just for a one-night stand. However, lately he's been focusing all his attention on Ye Siyi and hasn't even remembered how long it's been since he's last pursued a woman.

Leng Xiyu thought that since it was probably impossible for him and Ye Siyi to get back together anyway, he couldn't just watch his brother sink into depravity over a woman, could he? So he simply went with the flow, pushed the woman into Jiang Yanhui's arms, and smiled, "Do I even need to introduce her? Didn't your sharp eyes already recognize her?"

The woman leaned into Jiang Yanhui's arms, letting out a soft, sweet "Ouch!" her voice almost dripping with affection. "You're so naughty! I was just too scared... Young Master Yan, my name is..."

Just as the woman was about to introduce herself, Jiang Yan pushed her away.

He used a bit too much force.

Although he was drunk, his gloomy expression made people hesitant to act rashly.

The woman stumbled as he pushed her, almost falling. Leng Xiyu kindly helped her up, then glanced at Jiang Yanhui, whose brows were furrowed. He then growled at the woman beside him, "What are you? I'm allergic to perfume. If you want me to sleep with you, you'd better get clean first. Get out of my way!"

What woman could bear such ridicule?

Her eyes instantly welled up with tears, but she couldn't bring herself to express the grievances she felt.

This person was Jiang Yan Hui; she couldn't afford to offend her, so she stomped her foot and ran out of the bar.

Leng Xiyu shook his head, looking at the young girl he had humiliated like this, and sighed, "I'm telling you, even if you don't like her, you don't have to talk to her like that. Sigh, you weren't like this before. Ye Siyi, you're really something..."

Jiang Yan slammed the wine glass in his hand to the ground. He squinted at Leng Xiyu and said, "If you dare mention that woman's name in front of me again, I'll make sure you're just as bad as I am!"

"Okay, okay, I was wrong, I was wrong. Let's not talk about it anymore..."

Not wanting to stoop to the level of a hot-tempered man, Leng Xiyu felt he was having a really bad day. He had just gotten rid of a little devil, and now he had run into a big devil.

However, Jiang Yan Hui was truly drunk. When they left the bar, Leng Xi Yu had to support him. Naturally, he couldn't drive, so Leng Xi Yu, being a good Samaritan, could only take him home. Along the way, Jiang Yan Hui mumbled quite a bit, and Leng Xi Yu, while driving, would occasionally turn to glance at him. In truth, no matter how much he said, every single word revolved around the word "Si Si"...

Leng Xiyu looked at the red marks on his face.

For some reason, I suddenly felt a pang of sadness. How deep must the feelings be to bring down Young Master Yan of City A to such a state?

Ye Siyi, Ye Siyi, she really is the obstacle that Jiang Yan can't get over.

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After Siyi went upstairs alone, she made herself something to eat. Actually, she had everything she needed here. She had been to this apartment before, and the room's password was her own measurements. However, when she entered the room and pressed that password, she didn't know what to feel.

She went into the room, lay down on the soft bed, her mind a jumbled mess, and somehow, she fell asleep. She had a dream in which Jiang Yan made her a bowl of fried rice with eggs, but added a little too much salt. One bite and her tongue went numb with saltiness, leaving her feeling very uncomfortable. She became even more agitated, smashing the bowl of rice. The plate clattered loudly, scattering golden rice grains all over the floor. The elegant man standing before her, seeing her so spoiled, immediately darkened his expression and started arguing with her.

She knew she was being a bit unreasonable, but she couldn't help it. In the end, as they argued, they somehow ended up on the bed, and he was on top of her. That seductive, wicked smile reappeared on his face as he said to her, "Baby, just keep acting up. I love you and spoil you. I'll go to heaven and earth with you. What more do you want from me?"

Her eyes were red, and she couldn't hide her coquettishness, "Jiang Yan Hui, you're so annoying!"

But her tone was clearly sweet: "You don't care about me at all. All you do is get angry at me. And you always take me to bed. I hate you!"

"But I really like you, you little wildcat who says one thing but means another, I just like you."

The phone on the bedside table suddenly rang loudly, but Siyi was still immersed in her dream. Her soul seemed to have left her body, and it took her a long time to slowly wake up from her dream.

When she opened her eyes, she was momentarily dazed. Looking at the ceiling that was both familiar and unfamiliar, her lips trembled slightly, and she felt something wet sliding down her cheek.

That dream was so vivid, so vivid that every word and action between the two people in the dream seemed to be etched into her heart.

But when she opened her eyes, she realized that it had all been a dream.

When the dream ends, reality is the cruelest thing.

There is no such thing as endless pampering, and he will no longer call himself "baby" in that seemingly bored yet indulgent tone.

I once thought that as long as I was brave enough to take the first step, our love would last forever. Who knew that there was so much hatred and countless grudges between us?

Her throat felt sore.

There's a spot below the second rib on the left side of my body that aches terribly, a piercing pain. The missing piece is gone forever...

The phone kept ringing relentlessly, and Siyi finally managed to sit up in bed, supporting herself with her hands.

She glanced out the window; it was already dark. She picked up her phone and saw an unfamiliar number flashing. She hesitated for a moment, then answered.

"Siyi!"